On one particular summer evening, when I was just a young girl, my father went outside with a ladder and propped it up against the house. He held a small white box in his hands and in it contained little gold stars. He gathered me, my brother and sisters, outside to show us something fantastic. He climbed the ladder with the tiny white box and reached into it and pulled a gold star out. He licked the white sticky side and held it up to the night sky. My dad is a very tall man standing 6’4″. Dad seemed taller, like a giant, standing at the top of the ladder, and tall enough to reach the sky.
We were curious and asked him what he was doing, he said, half laughing, “I am putting stars in the sky for all of you kids!” I was six or seven years old at the time, and I believed him! As a kid, I’m thinking, oh, now I understand it finally made sense to me at such a young age how all the stars got up there in the sky!
What dad gave me that night was priceless and a beautiful memory I cherish. I remember lying in bed that night, thinking how amazing my dad was. He held all of us in wonderment that entire evening by being creative and doing something to make us all smile.
My parents were like this in our life. They would find ways to bring a little magical wonder by using their imagination. We did not have a lot of toys growing up because dad supported our family and was going to school full time, which kept him busy. I loved their ingenuity and how they came up with creative ways to make us smile. At that young age, it was not the monetary thing that I remembered most significantly. It was the creative ways my parents were able to show love by engaging in activities that were fun or educational, or both. I saw the value in that and was able to do the same for my children when they were little. We make memories, and they last not just in one person’s life, but in those with whom we share our stories.
The picture also reminds me how I like to have little lights and candles glowing in my home at night for warmth and ambiance. I have lanterns throughout my backyard, around the pool, in the small garden and sitting area. It makes relaxing even more enchanting.
This morning, when I woke up, I received a text message from my husband Michael. It was a girl with a string of lights and holding them up to the night sky as if she were putting the stars in the sky. It was such a beautiful picture that it inspired me and started my day off great. It took me on a journey back into time. I also remember thinking as I climbed out of bed to be the light. We are all a bright light to someone who is in a dark time of anxiety, fear, or panic.
Shine your light bright.
My husband and I did a reenactment one night to capture the feeling in that fun photo of looking like I was also putting stars in the sky.
Great memories of my father.